A Gentleman's Guide - I Don't Understand the Poor Lyrics |
Broadway production (2013) A Gentleman's Guide to Love and Murder the Musical - I Don't Understand the Poor Lyrics
LORD ADALBERT: I say, you there. Hands off that sword. Put down that book.
Isn't it enough we let you look?
I hate to dash your futile, little hopes But you pay your sixpence And stay behind the ropes
I cringe when every cobbler Or butcher Or farmer Comes touching my bannisters Banging my armour
They finger every finial They poke your cornerstone Who'd want to be reminded Of what they'll never own?
Though my politics are purely democratical I find the species frankly problematical
I don't understand the poor I don't understand the poor The lives they lead Of want and need I should think it would be a bore
It seems to be nothing but stubbornness So what's all the suffering for? To be so debased Is in terrible taste I don't understand the poor
ENSEMBLE: To be so debased Is in terrible taste I don't understand
To summarize the heretofor He does not understand the poor
LORD ADALBERT: I don't understand the poor And they're constantly turning out more Ever festering slum In Christendom Is disgorging its young by the score
I suppose there are some with ambition Say the pickpocket, beggar or whore From what I can tell They do quite well They're rising above And it's work they love But, I don't understand the poor
ENSEMBLE: They're rising above And it's work they love But, I don't understand the poor
LORD ADALBERT: Where's the dignity? (ENSEMBLE: Where's the dignity?) Where's the pride? (Where's the pride?) The ignominity (The ig...?) Putting the lame and the halt aside Why accept charity? I am perplexed by their attitude I contend we extend them too much latitude
My tenants have no excuse At Christmas I give them a goose Where's the integrity? Where's the gratitude?
I don't understand the poor How I long for days of yore When nary a vassal Stepped into your castle They knew not to darken your door
Now they barge in every Tuesday With a sickening, thickening roar Why clatter and trample? Set an example We teach them to read But do they succeed? When they're hungry and frail We feed them in jail We send them off to war
I don't understand I'm not being grand I don't understand the poor
ENSEMBLE: I don't understand I'm not being grand
ALL: I don't understand...
LORD ADALBERT: Oh, there's one I admit I adore He's missing a leg But a very good egg A gentleman through to the core
Well, he may be a bit of a drinker He can often be found on the floor Through all of his pains He never complains He's bright and astute A shame that he's mute According to mother He may be my brother A fact we all choose to ignore
But, I don't understand I'm sensitive and I don't understand the poor
ENSEMBLE: I don't understand I'm sensitive and I don't understand
LORD ADALBERT: They're a pox on the land!
ENSEMBLE: I don't understand
LORD ADALBERT: I don't understand
ALL: I don't understand the poor
ENSEMBLE: Don't understand
LORD ADALBERT: Really I don't!
[Thanks to Jemima for lyrics]
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A Gentleman's Guide to Love and Murder the Musical Lyrics
SYNOPSIS A Warning to the Audience You're a D'Ysquith I Don't Know What I'd Do Foolish to Think A Warning to Monty I Don't Understand the Poor Foolish to Think (Reprise) Poison in My Pocket Poor Monty Better With a Man Inside Out Lady Hyacinth Abroad The Last One You'd Expect Why Are All the D'Ysquith's Dying Sibella I've Decided to Marry You Final Warning Poison in My Pocket (Reprise) Looking Down the Barrel of a Gun Stop! Wait! What?! That Horrible Woman Finale
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